Ai Di'an frowned. He leaned forward and looked in the direction of the toilet, feeling a little unsure.
"Go and have a look, manager. You don't want to be criticized tomorrow morning, do you?"
At this time, most of the hotel staff were off work. After hesitating for a while, Aedian gave instructions to the female receptionist beside him, and then walked towards the toilet.
Xing Ze hurriedly followed and kept mumbling: "By the way, the splashed water stained my clothes, do you want to wash them? Hey, Adian, these are high-end clothes."
"Sir, please wait a moment. If it is true, I will talk to you..."
The two noisily walked into the men's room, and Xing Ze quietly cast a silencing spell.
When Aedian was about to check the cubicle, Xing Ze grabbed him suddenly and pushed him to the wall at the end.
"Ah - damn -" Aedian screamed, half of his face was pressed against the wall, and he could only shout vaguely, "You... what are you... doing?"
"Adian, I don't want to talk nonsense with you, and I don't want to make any damn complaints. Tell me, where is Alger?"
"I don't know..."
Xing Ze punched him in the lower back, and the lobby manager wailed in pain, "Damn it, damn it, I beg..."
"Let me tell you, Adian. I'm very unhappy today because I worked hard and got nothing, so don't challenge my patience."
"Please, if you want money..."
"Fuck your money." Xing Ze dragged the lobby manager into a cubicle, kicked him to the ground, and then pressed his head on the edge of the toilet.
"Now, tell me, tough guy! Or I'll make sure you drink enough toilet water."
"Ah - ah -" Adian resisted with all his strength to keep the toilet in his head away, "He lives in Norwich, near the University of East Anglia."
"Be specific." Xing Ze tried harder.
"I don't know, I don't know, I'm going to look at the employee information sheet."
"You must be kidding me."
"No, no, no, listen to me, listen to me, there is another place where he will go to the underground Colosseum. He likes to go there to gamble a few votes after get off work. I went there with him once."
"Where?"
…
Xing Ze used physical means to temporarily make Aidi'an pass out. When he passed the lobby, the front desk lady stared at him in confusion.
"Oh, Adian, he's... he's still in there and... you know, that place is a little tricky to deal with."
After casually prevaricating, Xing Ze hurriedly escaped from the hotel before the security guard and the front desk became suspicious. The Essex Hotel and Gringotts both had anti-Apparition spells. If he was trapped inside, he had no confidence that he would be able to escape.
He found his way into the underground Colosseum in a secret dark room in Nottingham City. The Muggle security guard of the museum probably did not expect that carnival parties were being held under his feet every night.
Fighting beasts was banned by the World Magic Committee a long time ago. This bad habit inherited from the ancient Roman Empire was a good pastime in the past, but those magical animals in the Colosseum probably didn't think so.
His mother in this world is a protector of magical animals. She strongly opposes this inhumane atrocities, but no matter what, as long as there are people who need it, atrocities will always exist.
He found Alger in the outer ring of the underground Colosseum. He was wearing a peaked cap and holding a bottle of beer in his hand, watching the performance in the arena with great interest.
Xing Ze walked to a place where he could see him clearly. He didn't wait long, only about half an hour. Alger lost two games. He shouldn't win by buying unicorns. Such kind-hearted creatures have never been
Not suitable for fighting.
He stopped Alger in a small forest outside Nottingham City. The other party obviously noticed something, and before he could say a word, he turned around and started running for his life.
"Really?" Xing Ze shook his head, stretched out his hand suddenly, and the blue beak on his arm quickly chased towards the bartender, like a stretched black rubber.
It wrapped around Alger's neck like a snake. Xing Ze pulled back and pulled Alger's whole body back.
This is a new skill that Blue Beak acquired after devouring the tar monster. Compared with the previous simple transformation, he can now become more complex and sophisticated, and can even turn into a master key to open locks.
"Welcome back, asshole, we need to talk."
…
Xing Ze took Alger into the forest and hung him on a tree with a long rope turned into a blue beak.
"Cough cough cough..." Alger's whole body twitched as he was hung up. Xing Ze waved his hand and lowered the rope so that Alger's feet could barely touch the ground.
"Hang on, Alger, we have a lot to say." Xing Ze cast a silencing spell and a covering spell around him.
"Ahem, cough, cough, you...fuck you..."
"Tell me, who do you work for? The Undertaker or the Butterface?"
Alger touched the bottom of his toes as much as possible so that he could take a few more breaths of air, "I...I don't know what you are talking about."
"Really?" Xing Ze looked surprised. He walked up to Alger and punched his abdomen several times.
"Ah - ah - fuck you, fuck you, cough..." Alger's veins swelled in pain and his eyes widened.
"This may help you think about...asxs.what." Xing Ze patted Alger's face and checked his condition to make sure he was awake enough.
"What... do you want? Money? Or... I have the money in my pocket, you can... take it..."
"King of the Underground, you are so stupid, Alger, no matter how good your performance is, I will not give you an Oscar." Xing Ze punched him in the abdomen again, this time aiming at the liver.
"ah--"
He gave Alger some time to breathe so that his body could fully feel the pain.
"I...I...damn it, I don't know anything, please, I don't know anything, I just...just..."
"Okay, speak slowly, man, what is it?" Xing Ze took a few steps back, "Tell me, and you will suffer less."
"He's got a waxy face, he... he asks people to give me some money every month." Alger almost burst into tears, "I help him find out news, wine... the latest news in the hotel, guests coming and going...
Oh, damn it, please, I shouldn’t have said this, I’ll be skinned alive by him.”
"What is the King of the Underground? Is he a waxy face?"
"I don't know, I really don't know."
Xing Ze waved his hand impatiently, and the rope was suddenly lifted up. Alger kicked his feet wildly in mid-air.
"If you think about it again, sir, maybe you would have been hanged before he skinned you alive." Xing Ze looked down at his watch. Generally speaking, it takes three to four minutes to hang a person.
But if he lost consciousness, two minutes would be enough, so within half a minute, Xing Ze asked Blue Beak to put the person down.
Alger's face turned red from suppressing it, his eyes popped out, he breathed in the fresh air greedily, coughed repeatedly, and then vomited again.